Sorrys Poem by Bianca Free

No one will forgive me
For my wreckless behavior
Or pardon me of my
Irresponsibilities
I'm trying to progress
But they want a handful of sorrys
Trying to make it out alive
But they complain about yesterday's mistakes
Here I am again
It is my own fault
I'm working on making a way out
I'm cheering for myself
When will they cheer me on too
Before I rest under the earth
I want to hear them say
We're proud of you